After half an hour, Ling Feng slowly withdrew the golden needles. Su Lin's San Yin Jue veins were finally cured.,"Why are you still being polite with me Let's go back to my place. I'll ask the city lord for your hand in marriage tomorrow!",Ling Feng's expression froze, his face full of bewilderment. "Lin'er, what are you saying What do you mean"。
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